I'd like to say that my husband has come back home.
As with each one of these NLP classes/sessions he has been on, the truth is that most of Husband is back.
Husband with more spring in his step. Husband minus stress.
Its weird and I panic and interrogate him for hours about what happened, what he worked through or realised, how he adjusted his outlook.
In the middle of this time away he phoned after a particular breakthrough. I hesitate to compare this to religious/spiritual healing, but hey, if you've ever felt released and zapped, thats just how he sounded. Not off with the fairies, just three or four stone lighter.
My stomach has been in knots, quite literally, waiting to see who was coming home to me.
His back aches now, because of all the physical unwinding he did, automatically, from the release of emotional tensions. For the first time in as long as I have known him he has completely normal feeling in his 'frozen shoulder'. I say frozen and mean it - it looked and worked normally but you could have drawn a kitchen knife across the skin on that shoulder blade and he wouldn't have noticed.
I wonder lots of things.
I wonder how many changes in his outlook will become apparent over the next few weeks, whether the adjustments to the dynamics of the relationship will seem like a gift to me, a release of pressure, or whether they will irk that part of me which has grown too used to tough negotiations.
I wonder whether his ulcers will clear up and whether he should try a day without the tablets in a week or so, just to see how bad the symptoms are.
I love him and I'm proud of him and delighted for him, but me, I'm in limbo. Again.
I guess that at least, now, the readjustment can begin. Pragmatic, thats me. I'd sooner get the news, good or bad, than sit here wondering what it might be. I hate being impotent and I guess thats how I've felt for the past three days.
Here we go....